Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

He Feng gripped the thin document between his fingers, his knuckles trembling slightly. The edges of the paper were crumpled from his grip, but the words "Agreed to conduct a full investigation into Jiang Hu" were clearly visible, and the bright red official seal at the end was square and full of ink, exuding an unquestionable authority.

He had been harboring doubts—Jiang Hu had been a long-time member of the bureau, with extensive experience and connections; many of his former colleagues had benefited from his influence. Would the higher-ups be hesitant to investigate due to these personal relationships? He hadn't expected the approval to come so readily, without the slightest hesitation. It seemed the higher-ups had long been wary of Jiang Hu and were determined to investigate thoroughly this time.

The weight that had been hanging over his heart lifted with a thud, and the surge of energy made his voice tinged with barely perceptible excitement: "Great! With this, we can finally act freely, without having to worry about others' attitudes when checking accounts or having to report to various levels of authorities just to enter the archives!"

He carefully folded the document and tucked it into his pocket. When he looked up at Li Fan, his eyes were practically overflowing with anticipation: "So, what do you think of the infiltration plan I just mentioned? Is it feasible? If it works, we might be able to catch them off guard."

Li Fan stood up and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table: "This is a temporary task force, so it's all about cooperation and complementing each other's strengths. I'll go talk to the two of them first, tell them your ideas, and get their opinions. After all, the situation on the ground can change in an instant, and we'll have to rely on their adaptability and judgment."

He Feng nodded quickly, his face showing clear agreement: "Of course, of course." He knew perfectly well that these people sent from above were elites who had been through thick and thin, and in terms of infiltration and reconnaissance skills, they were far superior to those in the bureau who sat in offices all year round. They had their own methods and rhythm, and he was already fortunate to have their cooperation, so it was really inconvenient for him to interfere too much.

Li Fan turned and walked towards the conference room, his leather shoes making a crisp sound on the terrazzo floor, particularly clear in the quiet corridor. He Feng watched his figure disappear around the corner before taking a deep breath and quickly leaving his office.

As soon as they entered the corridor, they bumped into Zhao Lei walking towards them, carrying a folder in his hand, clearly having just returned from elsewhere. He Feng gave him a wink and pulled him to the emergency exit at the end of the corridor, avoiding the gazes of those passing by the office door.

Zhao Lei was taken aback by his actions. He scratched the back of his head, unable to suppress his curiosity: "Director, who exactly are these people? We walked with them for a while and didn't say much, but their aura... is different from the leaders and colleagues we usually interact with. The energy they exude is like that of special agents in a movie."

He Feng glanced at him, a faint smile playing on his lips, but his eyes darkened, and his tone carried a subtle warning: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." He paused, softening his tone, "Keep a close eye on the bureau's daily operations, pay close attention to the household registration department and the archives, and don't let anyone take advantage of the chaos. Proceed with the cases you're handling as usual, and don't let anything go wrong."

“Don’t ask about anything else,” He Feng patted his shoulder. “You’ll know what you need to know when the time comes. Knowing too much now won’t do you any good.”

Zhao Lei chuckled awkwardly and wisely kept quiet, but his heart was pounding like a rabbit's. He vaguely guessed that this case was probably much more complicated than he had imagined, involving far more than just one or two minor figures—otherwise, why would it have alarmed someone from above to send such a person?

He swallowed hard, feeling a sudden weight on his shoulders, and his steps became more steady. The wind in the corridor seeped in through the window cracks, carrying a chill that made his mind exceptionally clear.

Li Fan looked at the two team members beside him, his expression becoming more serious: "I believe you have already heard about the general situation before you came. Now I will tell you the details again."

He recounted the ins and outs of the coal mine case, the clues he had found so far, and his suspicions about the insiders in detail. Finally, he looked at the two men and said, "Therefore, we now highly suspect that there are insiders involved in this case, and that they hold high positions. This time, we need your cooperation to go undercover and find out the details of the other party."

Both of them were top-notch personnel handpicked by their superiors, and they came specifically to solve cases. Upon hearing this, they immediately straightened their backs, exchanged a glance, and then looked at Li Fan: "Captain, we have no problem. Please make the arrangements."

Li Fan nodded: "Okay. Let's clarify the plan first, then I'll go see Director He Feng and see how he plans to arrange the specific positions and cover identities."

The two nodded in unison and waited quietly in place. They knew that this kind of tricky case was a good opportunity to train and demonstrate their abilities. If they could solve it successfully, it would greatly benefit their future development, so they were both determined to succeed.

After leaving the house, Li Fan went straight to He Feng's office. He Feng was already waiting inside, glancing out the window every now and then—the coal mine case was far-reaching, and the safety of the workers and the dark secrets behind it were all urgent matters that he couldn't afford to be idle.

Hearing the knock, He Feng immediately stood up: "Come in." Seeing it was Li Fan, he hurriedly went to greet him, his tone expectant: "How did it go? Did the team agree?"

Li Fan nodded: "They are all willing to cooperate. Let's go through the whole plan now."

He Feng responded, then turned and called out to the door, "Zhao Lei!"

Zhao Lei rushed in, his police uniform impeccably tailored. Many in the bureau whispered among themselves that Zhao Lei, having followed He Feng for years, was reliable and capable, and a likely candidate for the next deputy director. But Zhao Lei himself cared nothing for such empty titles. He knew in his heart that if it hadn't been for He Feng's exceptional promotion, he, a police academy graduate with no connections, would never be where he was today. Therefore, whenever it came to matters of the Public Security Bureau, especially tasks assigned by He Feng, he always gave his all and never hesitated.

"Director, did you call me?" Zhao Lei asked.

"Come with me to the conference room to discuss the case," He Feng said, leading the way out the door.

Upon entering the conference room, Li Fan glanced at Zhao Lei, who had followed him in, a questioning look in his eyes. He Feng smiled and explained, "He's one of us. Zhao Lei is reliable. We'll need his help with a lot of the specific coordination work later on."

Li Fan nodded and said nothing more—since he was someone He Feng trusted, he must have some extraordinary qualities.